Wow NCIS LA finale was AMAZEBALLS! So much good stuff and horrid stuff too! This Friday nights will hopefully help you all rid those screams of Deeks' or that image of a pained Sam from your mind for a little bit.

Oh and um WARNING - the middle chunk of this chapter is probably rated M.

There was no denying that the week just been had demonstrated how stressful and exhausting the job of an NCIS agent or LAPD liaison could be. It was one of those weeks where it seemed the bad guys just wouldn't give in and Kensi couldn't have been more relieved when they wrapped their case up Friday afternoon. As soon as Hetty had given her the nod of dismissal, she'd rushed out of the bullpen ready to head home, Deeks close behind.

A nice relaxing night was all she had in mind. A quite meal, some trashy TV and maybe, she could even convince Deeks to run her a bubble bath before she collapsed in bed, where she planned to stay the entire weekend. There was no doubt she'd become more fond of her slumber since she'd acquired a sleeping buddy (or two on the nights Monty joined them). Simply having his warm presence beside her made the nights more peaceful and she'd found for the first time in years, she'd been able to fully relax. It was a feeling so new and foreign, she found herself looking forward to their lazy weekends together. Sure she was still an active person but the occasional sleep in was actually enjoyed. He really was changing her.

As they reached her house, Kensi pulled out her keys, searching for the correct one to open the front door. As she fumbled with the lock, strong, familiar arms wrapped around her waist. It was then she realised Deeks had other plans for their evening together. His body slid up behind hers as he assaulted her neck with wet kisses, causing Kensi to let out an almost girlish squeal of surprise.

'Deeks!' She laughed, attempting to push his scruffy jaw off her shoulder. 'How about we don't give some passer by a show and you let me open the door.'

Deeks' grip around her waist only tightened as he nuzzled further into her. 'We've been so busy this week,' he murmured against her neck. 'We've hardly had anytime to ourselves.' He bit down on her soft skin ever so gently before swiping out his tongue to sooth any discomfort. The action cause a shiver to run up her spine, only encouraging Deeks to continue with his trail of kisses up to her jaw line.

For a moment Kensi lost control, sinking into the feel of his lips on her, letting out a small sigh. The chirp of a bird in the nearby tree however quickly broke her trance. Kensi stepped out of his embrace, arms folded defensively as she turned to look at him, eyebrows raised, smirk on her lips.

'We've hardly had anytime to ourselves?' She posed his statement as a question, disbelief dripping from her voice.

'What?' Deeks asked innocently. 'It's true.'

Kensi's smirk grew wider. 'Deeks we've spent what? Every night but one together this week, not to mention the fact we spend at least 90% of our time at work together so maybe you should try again.'

He groaned. She was right of course; they had spent plenty of time together during the week. His problem was that one certain activity had definitely been lacking.

'You know what I mean.' He pouted, not wanting voice what he was thinking.

Kensi let out a hearty chuckle. 'You really can't last what? Six days without sex?'

'I can't help it that you're addictive.' Deeks turned the charm on, throwing in his cliché 'puppy dog' eyes for good measure.

Kensi stepped back into his arms, placing a sweet kiss on his lips. 'Look I'm sorry we haven't...' She paused, thinking of the right words. 'Had time to pleasure ourselves as much this week. But right now, I'm exhausted. Can we just have a quiet meal watch some TV or something tonight? I promise to make it up to you tomorrow.'

Deeks fingers brushed across her cheek, a soft smile growing amongst his scruff. 'We could never have sex again and I'd still be the happiest guy in the world.' He replied proudly.

A blush tinged Kensi's cheeks as she shook her head in amusement. 'I'll keep that in mind hey?'

'Wait, but that's not to say I don't love your body and pleasing you, or the things you do to me, especially when you...' Catching on to the dirty look Kensi was giving him, Deeks froze, his rambling coming to a halt.

'Now Mrs Davies knows how much you love my body too.' Kensi nodded head towards her elderly neighbour who stood on her front porch, pretending to tend to her pot plants.

'I love you.' Deeks offered.

Kensi rolled her eyes, turning back towards her door, finally putting the key in the lock. 'Since we've successfully informed the whole neighbourhood about our sex life, how about we head indoors?'

...

It was not long after returning home that Kensi found herself lounged out across the couch in a hooded jumper and some track pants, already showered and fed. Moments later Deeks himself returned from the bathroom in his white t-shirt and pajama pants. He dropped down beside her, glancing at the telly which was playing America's next top model, before throwing an arm across her shoulders. They sat in silence listening to some mindless model bitch about her hair as Deeks' fingers traced patterns along her arm. When he shuffled closer, Kensi dragged her attention away from the TV, raising an eyebrow at him instead.

'Did you want something?' She asked, eyebrows furrowed in curiosity.

'I just thought you might be keen for a massage. You know, considering it's been a stressful week and all.'

Kensi stared at him, looking for any alternative motives his blue eyes might give away. Seeing none there she decided a massage would actually be quite nice.

'Ooo yes pleaseee.' She drew out her words, before turning so that her back was towards him.

She let her mind drift, eyes closing as his hands worked magic on the tight muscles in her back and shoulders. Fully relaxed, Kensi was almost drifting to sleep when Deeks' hands slipped under the top of her grey hoodie, his cool fingers burning against her bare skin. Her eyes snapped open as his hands continued to work at the kinks in her shoulders, eliciting small moans from her.

Deeks had been very proud of the control he'd demonstrated. His intentions had been purely innocent. He'd known Kensi was tight, and a massage was exactly what she needed to help calm and relax. When she began to moan at the contact of naked skin against naked skin however, his strength began to resolve. It had been six days after all. While his hands kept working away at her shoulders, he suddenly realised that there were no straps hindering his access. His curiosity grew by the second as his fingers searched, yet failed to find a single strap of material to signal she was wearing anything underneath her jumper. Soon his resolve had fully vanished and Deeks' hands slid off the front of her shoulder, slowly tracking downwards. Kensi let out a gasp as his hands came to rest on her bare breasts.

'Really Kens?' Deeks groaned out her name. 'No bra? That's just cruel.'

'To be fair,' Kensi murmured in response, a slight quiver in her voice, 'Your hands aren't supposed to be anywhere near there.'

Deeks swallowed, trying to focus. 'You're right. I'm sorry.' He went to move his hands back to her shoulders but his movement was denied as Kensi bought her own hand up to rest on top of his, effectively holding them hands in place.

'Stay.' She cooed before leaning back against him. Deeks was quick to adjust his position, spreading his legs so that Kensi could rest between them, leaning against his stomach. His hands danced across her most sensitive points as he sucked at her neck.

Kensi lost herself in a haze of bliss, enjoying the feel of him surrounding her. Soon however, the urge for more grew, encourage by the feel of Deeks growing increasingly hard against her back. Kensi lifted one arm above her head, wrapping it around Deeks' neck, shifting so that their lips could finally meet.

'Deeks.' She groaned into a heated kiss as his hands left the hoodie, ducking under the waist band of her trackies. 'More.' She pushed her hips into him, hands slinking under his shirt as she attempted to remove it. Her position slouched against him made it impossible however, and in the end Kensi resigned to pinching his hip, a signal which suggested he should remove the top himself.

Doing as instructed, Deeks flung his shirt to the other side of the room before looking down at his girl who was watching him with a sultry smile. He took her face in his hands, looking deep into her sparkling brown eyes.

'You are the most beautiful creature alive Kensi.' He told her with loaded sincerity. 'I can't even begin to describe how much I love you.' He kissed her forehead before his hands moved to her back, caressing up and down her spine.

Kensi's moved onto her haunches, hands tugging at Deeks' basketball shorts as she leant forward to whisper in his ear. 'Then show me.'

Only moments later all items of clothing were removed aside from the grey hooded jumper. Kensi positioned herself above her partner, leaning in for another heated kiss. She began to drop her hips onto him, but his firm hands held her in place.

'Wait, Kens. We need a condom.'

Kensi paused a moment before pushing against his hands. Deeks however remained firm.

'Kens.' He warned.

'Do you have a STD you haven't told me about Deeks?' She asked frustrated.

'What! No!'

'Well then we're good.' She attempted to lower herself onto him once more.

'I think you've forgotten how man and woman make babies.' Deeks commented exasperated.

'Deeeeks. I'm on the pill.' she huffed. 'We'll be fine.'

'Are you sure?'

'Please, I need you now.' She begged.

A moment later Deeks loosened his grip on her hips, letting her slide down on him, groaning as she let out a content sigh.

...

After their solid session, both lay wrapped in each other's arms, recovering. Deeks was idly wrapping dark wild curls around his finger, peppering her forehead with kisses when a knock on the door interrupted them.

'Shit.' Kensi looked down at their still naked bodies. 'Who the hell is here at 9.30 on a Friday night?'

'Did you order a booty call?' Deeks asked, laughing at his own joke.

'Haha, very funny.' Kensi replied sarcastically.

'Shhh Kensi,' Deeks cooed, placing a finger over her lips. 'Just stay quiet and they'll probably leave.'

Moments later the sound of knuckles against the glass door was heard again, followed by a very familiar voice. 'Ah, Kensi, are you in there?'

'Shit.' Kensi repeated, this time jumping off her partner, readjusting her jumper before locating her track pants and pulling them up.

'What is he doing here?' Deeks hissed, pulling up his own pj bottoms.

'I dunno! Go, scat.' She shooed him down the hallway, trying to straighten up her hair at the same time.

'Eric! Hey.' Kensi pulled open her door to greet the blond. 'What you doing here?' She asked in an overly cheery voice.

Eric took in her dishevelled appearance, frowning slightly. 'Um is this a bad time? I can come back later if you'd like.' He suggested awkwardly adjusting his glasses.

'No no, I just wasn't expecting you, that's all. What's up?' Kensi felt bad, worried she'd come across as rude.

'Oh I just came to grab your desktop that was playing up. We only just finished in ops so I thought I'd swing by and take it with me for the weekend if that's okay.' Eric reminded Kensi of the plan they'd made earlier in the week when Kensi's home computer had crashed.

'Oh, right, of course. Thanks Eric.' Kensi stepped aside, letting her friend enter. 'Take a seat on the couch, I'll just grab the darn thing for you.'

Yeah what? The couch you and Deeks were just lying naked on moments ago. Good one Kensi. She thought to herself.

'On second thought,' Kensi grabbed Eric by the arm, leading him down the hall. 'Maybe you could help me grab the desktop.'

'Ah, yeah sure. No worries.' Eric offered, extremely confused.

Coming around the bend which led to a small study space, Kensi suddenly froze, Eric running into the back of her. There right next to her own screwed up computer sat an open laptop with her bare chested partner typing away.

Sensing someones presence Deeks eyes rose from the computer. He received a death glare from one pair of eyes, a look of confusion from the other. 'Eric, hey.' Deeks felt the need to start rambling. 'I was just, you know, good old Google. How's it going?'

Eric looked awkwardly between the pair. 'Are you sure this isn't a bad time?' He asked Kensi.

Kensi hadn't really thought about how she would inform Eric about the change in her and Deeks' relationship status, but considering the opportunity had presented itself, she figured now was as good a time as any.

'Actually Eric, we kind of have something we need to tell you.'

'No, that's okay.' Eric offered them a smile, trying to communicate what he already knew.

'Um no its not.' Kensi replied, confused. 'Look me and Deeks, we've been seeing...'

'Yeah I know.' Eric interrupted her.

'Wait what?' Deeks chimed in, Eric's comment catching his interest. 'How on earth could you possibly know?'

'I was with Nell one night and we saw you two on the street.'

'Oh.' They clearly hadn't been as stealthy as Deeks' first thought.

'Anyway, I'm just going to grab this baby and then I'll leave you two too it.' Eric motioned towards Kensi's hard drive.

'Ahhh.' Eric's presence suddenly made sense. 'So you've come to save this poor computer from Kensi's fists.' Deeks exclaimed. 'She's been bashing the poor thing to smithereens all week. Thanks for taking a look at it.'

'No worries.' Eric bent over picking up the box which Kensi had already unplugged for him. 'I'll see you later. Enjoy the rest of your night.'

'Cya.' Deeks gave Eric wide grin before focusing back on his laptop.

'Thanks Eric.' Kensi replied as she led him to the door. 'You have a good weekend to hey. Let me know how it works out with that stupid computer.'

'See you Kensi.' He sent her a wave as he disappeared into his car.

Closing the door Kensi turned around to find Deeks leaning up against the wall.

'Well I guess everyone knows now. ' Kensi made conversation, ignoring the playful look in Deeks' eyes.

'Yup.' Deeks gave her a wide grin. 'Now where were we?'

'I don't know about you, but I'm going to bed.' Kensi brushed past him, flicking off the lights before heading into her bedroom.

'Oh yes good, I could do with the bed as well.' Deeks bounced in behind her. 'I think I pulled a muscle in my back out there.'

Kensi turned to him, glaring. 'To sleep Deeks. To sleep.' She deadpanned.

'Okay, okay fine.' Deeks made his way to his side of the bed pulling back the covers. 'So long as we can snuggle.' Kensi just stood still eyeing him. 'We can snuggle right Princess?' Deeks asked, confused by her lack of movement. 'Princess?'

Kensi peeled off her jumper, eyes never leaving his as she replaced it with a fresh pajama top.

'Good night Deeks.'

Does the pill do the trick or not...that is the question ;)